Poem About a Pumpkin

They’re fat, they’re tall, they’re thin, they’re round.      

And when you cut into them they won’t make a sound.

You can buy a pumpkin in a store or on a farm.

You won’t even have to go into a stinky barn.

Take it home in the back of your car.

Scoop out its seeds, you just gave it a scar!

Carve it with a scary expression.

Make it look like it’s happy, or has deep depression.

Find a candle and put it on your porch.

You just wait a few days, the inside will be scorched!

After Halloween, the trick-or-treaters go away,

But the smelly rotting pumpkin is here to stay!

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